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The WeatherPixie

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name - faith
age - 28
screenname - barefootnhippie
email - barefootnhippie@yahoo.com

at the moment: The current mood of barefootnhippie at www.imood.com

current reads:
night
searching for god knows what
a walk in the woods
assasination vacation


hobbies:
coloring in the spaces of the pretty, pretty tax forms
breathing yogalates and cardio hip-hop classes
waiting, always waiting, for my next direction

chores:
pretending to direct HS play rehearsals
grading students' essays
dealing with the men in my life

The Cool Kids
touching silence
magnolia coffee
i really am a real teacher
crooked letter, crooked letter
the last in the adventures...
get your learn on
first take
how to write a personal narrative
hippie's 100
the erotic edge

Interesting Strangers
deep south comic
american undershirt
tcwh
snowshoe crab
queen goddess
le petit hiboux

The Rest of the World
MSNBC
dave barry's blog
serenity blog
the onion
the smoking gun
weight watchers
self
kairos
NCTE


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11 October 2004

home sweet home

i heard a rumor that people are saying i'm being blogligent again. it's true. i confess. i'm having issues.

things i like about being home: barnes & noble and borders within a mile of my house, family, watching my best friend's baby become a real, live person, having an administration that will fix my classroom computers and will provide copies without questions, kinkos (for those days when i forget to make the copies ahead of time), concerts, students who make me laugh and actually turn in their work, multiple movie theaters, flirting with boys who aren't always fixated on my ass, family again...

things that SUCK about being home: staying with people who still think i'm in high school, students who are perfectly content to skin their own breakfast and bathe in the front yard, driving 45 minutes to work and to school, teaching four preps, boys who are dumb, listening to a song with the "who? mike jones!" line in it and bursting into tears because i miss my students from mississippi, feeling like i have walked away from my mission and am now working for the academy, trying to find a balance between lying and crying when people ask me if i love being back...

i know this post is ridiculously "woe is me" - i knew it would be, which is why i held off on writing it for so long, which is also why i have no readers left, i'm sure. if you are still out there, give me a hollar. give me a joke, a happy story, advice, something... and i'll promise to post a funny story in my next blog.

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